Asks many questions that I ask myself… well done

I have lost friends because of then crossing a line. A line that was stated that was there and still they proceeded to cross it. nicely done.

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you. Hope your 4th was cool. Appreciate you.

Damian

Incredible ink. I felt every word as I’ve dealt with many people like that.

Amazing write Damian.
Had my attention at every word.

Superb work.

Exactly, society today is unhinged. You have such a strong and fierce ability to pull the reader in Damian.
Loved this 👍🏻
Keep writing ✍️ thanks for sharing
Love Jackie 🤟

I not only can’t fathom how they can justify their greed & cruelty to themselves, I don’t want to. To sink to their level of thinking seems incredibly slimy to me. You never disappoint in bringing the Real, my friend

this is badass dearest Damian love your message and flow 💕

Damn you just did a mini backroom confessional. What would they not do to rise, and there is always someone there to take it.

Monsters believe they hold all the cards. The funny thing it’s the people that give them power.

Great ink

Powerful and poignant.

Holy crap, what did you just do?! This is phenomenal!

“Savagely sedated saturation”

That is incredible alliteration right there! This whole thing just rocks the reader along…& that isn’t even saying anything about the message. Which is its own bag of holy crap! Clearly your late night musing hit a stride & you just ran with it, my friend!

Powerfully penned, S. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello lovely poetess I can relate to this great write 💕

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the lyrics my friend. You wouldn’t be the first that felt that way, my own mother wanted to slap him upside the head a couple of times. lol. Appreciate you.

Damian

Superb work.

Reminds me of a poem I wrote around the whole invasion of iraq. The poem is lost to me, but I remember some of the lines were.

“you can go ahead and die for your country
I value my life over everything
and if I’m gonna die
it’s not gonna be me wasted away
for a bunch of fucking creeps”

This poem has fire and I love that.

I’m gonna say I would love to throw a shoe at Joey G. If Adira doesn’t get him with her boot first. Ironically, I know a lot of musicians. All young & vibrant…& all in Nebraska. It would be amazing to see your words given the credit & voice they deserve. My partner wanted me to do songwriting for musicians but I shut it down because I “only write poetry.” 🤦‍♀️ I would write with you any day though. And I’m keeping my fingers crossed that your words are properly heard, my friend

Dear S.
Oddly, this poem made me hopeful. I don’t even know why. Maybe this; I know you worked well and hard to make this poem and while you were doing it, you may have felt it relieve your sorrow and emptiness. Am I wrong? If I’m lucky, when I’m low and have the freedom to write, if I’m not put upon by some duty or demand and I find few words to write, it frees me a bit from my palatable discord. Is this it?
Thanks for writing this.
Jim

This poem gives me a feeling that the writer is tired but will continue their plight on putting words on the page. Nice;))

Powerfully penned, LDF. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian